Dream And Life Poem by Abdul Wahab

I used to make my horse run
Very fast and to the south sea
To meet you and say ‘'I live for you ‘'
But my heart never ceased
Without a good news
It still beats for you

Once it was very grand and gorgeous
Now a bit tired and tattered
Though it knows how to swim
But at far distances
It does not see the shore

Yet if there is a storm in the sea
Violent and tumultuous
All around dark and bleak
While all the boats are useless
This old horse is the only means